She shrieked and ran from the room. Anne left him throbbing and followed her into the other bedroom."I'm sorry, Anne, I just can't do it. It would fee... like the final betrayal, and I just can't."Anne wisely soothed her, cuddling her to her breast."I understand, baby. But sooner or later, you're going to have to admit it's over. I'll send him back to his room and put you to bed."Gwen took her hand."Don't. I know you've been wanting him since you saw him. I want to sleep alone tonight. Go, enjoy.. Yes!... YES!...Right there! OH God!...Don't stop!" you demanded, as I devoured your sweetness. Your viselike grip on my head relaxed and I came up for air. I stood as you slipped off the bar stool, straightening your skirt. You arched your neck and pulled me in for another kiss. This time you went for my upper lip, sucking your essence off it. "I'm thinking you like my taste almost as much as I do," you said, pressing your pelvis against my straining hard-on."I'm thinking, I like it more," I. I reached behind me and grabbed the water bottle and put it to her lips. She swallowed loudly and some it ran down her front. I licked at the trails of water, as they rolled down her puffy-pink-tits and sucked at the sensitive nipples gently. She cooed, and took a big mouthful of water and pulled my head to hers. She put her mouth to mine and spat the water into my mouth! I swallowed it and devoured her mouth to get more of her taste into mine. We both fell back onto the bed. She laying into. " "I thought you wanted to live in my cottage in New England." "We can have a pierre-de-terre' in Manchester can't we. It only takes a few minutes to travel across in the Albatross." I had forgotten of course. The Albatross had reduced the whole world to a village. I still hadn't adjusted to the concept and I grinned to myself as I contemplated the grief and heartache it would bring to immigration departments and nation states when world citizens could live in Africa, work in Europe, lunch.